Chapter 120 Killing Chuang (2)
But Chuang Potian, wearing a yellow robe, stood on the steps with a roar.
His stature soared, almost full feet, almost as high as the eaves of the house. One person stood across the door, almost blocking most of the door. In the gap, Madam Cao exposed half of her pink shoulders, draped in panic. Covered by a brocade quilt, he was peeking out from behind Chuang Potian with a look of horror on his face.
There was also a young eunuch holding a treasure seal, his body shaking like chaff.
Chuang Potian's body is coiled with energy and blood like a dragon. He wields a golden dragon gun in his hand. He simply wears a long belt around his waist. Most of his body is naked. His arms are as thick as beams, with muscles and veins on them. Jump.
At this moment, the support team outside heard the sound and was already several feet away.
We haven’t seen each other for a few years. In the many fights, King Chuang shed his gangster spirit and developed a strong domineering spirit.
Chuang Po Tian smiled ferociously.
“Who dares to assassinate me?”
“Do you think I am the obedient king who lives in a deep palace and cannot be lifted by hand?”
"I am the Son of Heaven," he roared up to the sky, "I am also a master in cultivation!"
It turns out that the bad elixir offered by Qingyang Old Taoist consumed his life potential, but also pushed him into the iron viscera. Martial arts master realm.
After several years of fighting, we collected many martial arts elixirs and tonic treasures, and then captured the capital, taking all the inner treasury of the imperial city. There were many treasures in it, plus the recent practice of Taoism. Technique, magic power to cleanse the body.
Due to various factors, it only took a few days for him to break through to Grandmaster.
“Kill!”
Chuang Potian roared, raised his gun and stabbed down.
The tip of the spear trembled, buzzing as if it was about to pierce the air.
Surprisingly, it is also a profound martial art with powerful strength.
"Roar..."
Nine breaths!
"Protect me, protect me!"
"Hurry up and protect me!"
Outside the courtyard, another wave of guards came from nearby, just a few feet away, and the sound of breathing and gasping could be clearly heard.
Chuang Potian became more and more determined, and the force of a long spear covered all the retreat routes of Lu Ye's body.
Reinforcements arrive and the assassins are exhausted. So what if they are the Grand Master?
Although the guards and eunuchs who guarded his courtyard were dead, they had also consumed most of the master's true energy. What did he have to fear?
This damn assassin dares to despise the imperial power. He will be cut into pieces if he is captured!
Many thoughts changed in Chuang Potian's mind, his body and gun merged into one, and he rushed into the pavilion.
Lu Ye saw him rushing towards him, and his goal tonight was right in front of him.
He took a deep breath.
"Hoo!"
Thick blood and energy surrounded him, and then, the red blood and energy was in the air, suddenly burning like a flame.
His whole body seemed to be ignited by red blood fire, and his figure soared to a height of ten feet, like a red flame giant, and like a divine general who broke out of hell and walked on fire.
Under the huge figure, the black spear in his hand seemed to be a long thorn!
The depleted true energy recovered instantly, filled up the Dantian, and then overflowed, running rampant in the body. The bursting true energy even burst the skin membrane, and the whole body was covered with thin blood beads!
Even the iron viscera and steel bones in his body could not withstand this terrifying and majestic Qi, and he was injured in an instant.
However, Lu Ye has never felt such inexhaustible energy in his body. It seems that he can destroy the mountain with one punch!
Buzz!
He swung his spear and struck it down hard, not caring about the spear that was about to stab his chest, exchanging lives for lives!
With this swing, there was a buzz, as if the air in the entire yard was sucked out! It was like all the air was trapped under his gun, making a frightening trembling sound.
Across from him, Chuang Potian's expression changed drastically and his eyes showed horror.
"Burning blood..."
The rest of his words were blown back into his mouth by the strong wind. He could only try his best to turn the thorn into a block, holding the gun in both hands and using the iron rope across the river.
Bang!
There was a loud sound.
The floor paved with bluestone tiles beneath their feet collapsed, and two deep pits appeared on the ground.
The terrifying infuriating force spreads out in waves from the underground.
Boom!
The courtyard wall collapsed and the palace collapsed.
Ms. Cao screamed, wrapped herself in a quilt, and ran out with the eunuch holding the seal.
The guards outside who were waiting to come to support were caught off guard. Their ears were buzzing from the shock. In addition, the ground dragon turned over, and the ground was covered with gourds.
Ten breaths!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Just when everyone was in chaos, a terrifying loud noise came from the deep pit.
Lu Ye was like a giant forging iron, his muscles all over his body were tangled, he just picked up the black spear with both hands and smashed it down hard.
With loud noises, he swung the spear into an afterimage, like a black iron curtain endlessly pressing down on the yellow-robed Chuang Potian.
Opposite.
Chuang Potian had a look of fear on his face.
His yellow robe was mostly shattered by the first impact.
At this moment, the whole body is half naked, and the lower chest has been beaten into the soil by the road wild. He cannot move, his hands are trembling and the mouth is cracked, and blood is flowing.
He was so angry that his eyes were filled with blood!
Every time he collided, he was shocked to the point of vomiting blood.
A wave of powerful force passed from the barrel of the gun to him. He was shocked to the point that his whole body was sore and numb. He felt that the steel bones and iron organs in his body were full of cracks and were about to shatter.
Click!
Another sound!
But the Golden Dragon Spear he had been blocking was suddenly broken.
Phew!
Lu Ye hit him with another shot!
Chuang Potian finally got scared and exclaimed!
"I will pardon your innocence and share the world with you equally..."
puff!
Lu Ye was not moved at all, and the gun came down like a mountain.
From the moment Chuang Potian recognized the blood-burning technique, he knew that the other party had figured out his identity. After all, the blood-burning technique was Lao Chuang's unique signature, and it was impossible for his sworn brother not to recognize him.
There are not many people in the rebel army who practice this domineering technique. If you just guess, you will know that it is closely related to Pan Furong. If you think about it again, you can think of it. At this moment, let alone dividing the world equally, the whole world is given to oneself, and one does not care about it.
If you want my life, I will take your life, which is fair and reasonable.
The weak eat the strong, now you are weak and I am strong!
Nothing else to ask for tonight, just take the life of this thief!
Pop!
The black soil was splashed with blood. It turned out that after the emperor was injured, the blood that flowed out was also red.
Chuang Potian's eyes showed horror, fear, and weakness.
With this shot, Lu Ye used all his strength, and his head was flattened into his chest, flush with the soil.
Relying on the powerful vitality of the grandmaster, Chuang Potian is not dead yet, with only one breath left.
He couldn't understand. Didn't he send Ren Xingyun to kill the stable boy?
Why did the other party have the audacity to break into the imperial city and assassinate him?
What's the loophole?
Chuang Potian is unwilling to give in. He has gone through hundreds of battles and escaped from death to take over the world. He will die naked in this dirty dirt before the dragon chair under his butt gets hot. ?
Is it worth it to become an enemy of such a powerful enemy for the sake of a nephew?
He suddenly felt all kinds of regret in his heart. His nephew was not his son, so he would die if he died.
Even a son cannot compare to the Dragon Throne!
What's more, he has just started cultivating immortals, and he still wants to build an immortal dynasty that will last forever. He still has many ambitions that he has not yet fulfilled...
I have destiny, how can I die here?
How could he die in the most glorious moment
"Rao..." He struggled to squeeze out the words from his lips.
Crack.
Lu Ye stepped on his head, and the true energy came out of his body, and Chuang Potian was completely exhausted.
Stepping on the dead dragon's body, he emerged from the pit. Guards were already rushing out of the pit more than a dozen steps away with swords and guns.
Concubine Cao was so frightened that she stood blankly in the ruins. Her brocade robe slipped without even noticing, revealing most of her well-maintained body.
The eunuch holding the seal next to him obviously also practiced martial arts, but at this moment he was trembling in fear and the seal fell to the ground.
Lu Ye turned around and swung his single gun back. The barrel of the gun was bent into an arc. The head of the gun plunged into Chuang Potian's corpse. He picked and retracted and turned, only to see Chuang Potian hanging on the head of the gun. The "dragon" head was wrapped with half a piece of yellow robe.
I walked in such a hurry just now that I almost forgot to take the head back.
It's just that this time was delayed by half a breath.
He rushed out quickly, and the eunuch holding the seal screamed in fear and collapsed to the ground when he saw the god of death coming towards him.
In the end, Lu Ye just passed by him and hit the seal with a shot, smashing it into powder.
This eunuch should be the eunuch who guards the seal. He is also a good martial artist, but he has been frightened out of his wits.
Because he wasted time, he abandoned the eunuch and Madam Cao like the wind, walked through the ruins to a place with few guards and quickly passed by. With a pinch of the invisibility charm in his hand, his magic power surged, and the whole person disappeared into the air. .
If he stayed where he was, and three or five ordinary guards came, he was afraid that his secret would be revealed in a real fight.
The sequelae of Burning Blood surgery are indeed severe. Just as strong as the zhenqi was just now, the fall will be as hard as it is now.
The surging Qi in Dantian is like the ebbing tide of sea water, falling fiercely.
In just a few breaths, he felt that his legs and feet were sore and weak, his movements were sluggish, and his energy flow was jerky.
If you don't leave, you really won't be able to leave.
Luye disappeared into the air.
A large group of guards also poured into the ruined courtyard. They watched helplessly as the assassin disappeared into the air, and everyone was horrified.
The visible assassin at least has a target to kill, but how to catch this invisible assassin?
Some of these people knew the existence of immortal cultivators, and they couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the worshipers of the previous dynasty were killed and came back to avenge the Jin Emperor?
A few days ago, Chuang Potian was probably worried that he would have no heirs. Someone used the former royal family as a cover to cause trouble, and directly killed Shunming Wang's family, and a lot of other direct descendants of the former royal family died.
The methods are quite rough and cruel. Could it be that the Yao family of cultivators sent their children to take revenge?
In the eyes of everyone, the dead bodies of the master guards were scattered throughout the courtyard, and there was a large pit about a foot deep in the courtyard.
There are pieces of yellow rags inside the pit, with exquisite broken dragon patterns woven on them.
The owner of the royal robe had been buried vertically in the soil, his head was missing, and the flesh and blood in his chest were mixed with the surrounding soil.
With destiny in hand, Chuang Potian, who sat on the dragon throne, has become fresh fertilizer in the soil.
"Ah..."
Ms. Cao screamed loudly.
"Your Majesty has passed away!"
She shouted and her body limply collapsed. Her body seemed to be gripped by infinite terror, biting and cold. She grabbed the brocade quilt and trembled all over, her finger joints It's all gone.
A great martial arts leader waved eagerly.
"Leave a few people to protect the empress!"
"The remaining people spread out and search quickly, we can't let the assassin escape!"
The guards suddenly agreed and dispersed. Come and run in every direction.
However, although everyone moved actively, they were in a tacit understanding and ran slower and slower.
Be good.
Everyone knows how strong the guards around His Majesty are, including four half-step masters, old eunuchs, five Iron Zang masters, and dozens of masters.
In addition, His Majesty himself is also the emperor, a real fighting expert.
As a result, from the time the bell rang to the present, in just over ten breaths, everyone was dead, except for Empress Cao who was a feast for the eyes just now.
Coupled with the fact that the opponent mysteriously disappeared into the air, how could they cope with such an opponent?
To say that he was searching everywhere was more akin to informing the other guards leaders that His Majesty had died suddenly at the hands of an assassin.
Everyone said silently in their hearts, with the blessing of our ancestors, we must never encounter that assassin-killing god.
The cold wind blew through the yard.
After all, Lady Cao was born against the king, and was no ordinary woman. Although she was only a steel-framed martial artist, the bloody fighting scenes were much more bloody than those seen by ordinary martial arts masters. Even though her whole body was trembling with fear, she calmed down quickly.
"Your Majesty..." The commander came over and knelt down to salute, "I wonder if you can see the assassin's face clearly?"
"Should the painter make a picture and convey the image to the world to capture it?"
(End of this chapter)